All About Me Questions Novels & Stories

"Maybe or maybe not ,cam it kinda ridiculous we have been friends and i barely know anything about you " " what do you want to know about me Alice?" I asked her. "Let start from your family, did you have siblings ?, who was your favourite parent ?, what are your favourite toys you play with as a kid? " Alice asked excitedly . If only she knew how bad this questions will turn out. "Alice ask something more excitely ,and i never got toys growing up and i dont have any favourite parent " I answered her under my breath trying to keep my cool . But it seem Alice wont stop .

He threw another question at me, and I found myself replying instantly. "My name is Cornelia Jamarreon." I said "So what happened at the stage?" He asked, and this time around, I wasn't foolish to reply to him with a calm voice. "What did you think happened?" I yelled because that question is damn embarrassing. When I finally thought I had escaped from people who ask useless questions, I found myself being asked the most useless question of all time. "Are you going to drive me home or investigate me?" I yelled again. "Sorry if my questions make you feel bad, but if I may ask, why did you not put on pants?" He asked as boldly as ever.

The brown tiles have a wooden effect, and then I start feeling sorry for the poor person whose job it is to keep all this clean. “What’s your skincare routine?” “Do you think you’re going to change him?” “Where do you come from?” “Is the girl your kid?” “What’s wrong with her?” People start invading our space, and some even follow us, openly taking photos and asking questions that I don’t even know the answers to. But should. “Is he big?” “Does he prefer showers or baths?” “What’s his favorite color?” “What size socks does he wear?” “Is he really allergic to latex?”

I could get a batch of goods and sell them in the market to seize the market share first. Without delay, I took out my piggy bank. The 500 dollars inside was all my savings. I left the town and bought a large number of clothes. Just as I brought the goods back, Rachel was surprisingly at home. "Where have you been these days?" I ignored her and put the things away. She walked to the kitchen and frowned even more deeply when she saw the dusty kitchen. "Why haven't you cooked?" How ridiculous. She had not been home for half a month, yet she had the nerve to ask such a question.

It is four in the evening; Sharon is having some Grilled BBQ Chicken, sitting with Anna and Barbara when they are joined by Jonathan and Mahi. Mahi, she is a slender 18 years old woman, triangular face, straight brown hairs with fronts bangs, small brown eyes, straight pointy nose, huge duck lips and fair skin and a little acne along her jaw line. Meanwhile Gordon is speaking with his father and Jim, whereas Scott is lying on a nearby pool chair, listening to their conversation pretending to be asleep.

"Yeah, I think I do." My Chocolate Princess asks, "Y'all got anymore questions? Because y'all still have no more guy to meet. And I'm sure we don't have a lot of time left before our session starts." One of her aunts asks, "Do you do anything special?" "Oh indeed, I do."

"Why are you going out alone at this time of night?" Ah, I smiled for a moment. I knew this girl would always reverse my words instead of giving an answer. Key will always ask questions again, very talented to be a lawyer or a professional engaged in law. But, I'm also grateful that Key isn't part of that hypocritical law firm. On the outside, they look neat and very clean, but on the inside. Only they and related parties know.

“ Since we are friends, shouldn't we get to know each other? ” “ Of course. Should we play twenty questions then? ” Mel asked, excitedly. She was like a kid sometimes. “ Yes. Would you mind going first? ” “ Not at all. I really want to know a lot about you. So, uhm…I almost don't know what to ask. ” Mel laughed. “ What is your skincare routine? ” I froze. Of all the questions I had expected her to ask, that was not one of them. One of the nation's most beautiful goddesses, the dream woman of many men, the sexiest woman I had ever seen, was asking me for my skincare routine?

I need me some Jordan. P.S: There's more 20 questions later. We're delving deeper into their lives, people. The excitement!

I eyed the stool but take it anyways. “So now what?” “Let’s go over basic informations.” I can do that. “I should do the asking then since you probably know everything about me.” I said. “Twenty questions?” “Fine.” I pointed my hands at him. “What’s your full name?” I started, if he wants basic ill give him basic. “Really?” he shot me a disappointed look but he’ll have to deal with it. “Just answer the question, we have to start from basic.” “Ansel Joshua Greene.” He replied plainly. “What’s your full name? Don’t say I already know, just answer.”